Solver uzi

She is extremely hostile, she constantly giggles

Mha The cult

Izuku midorya, after his long and hard fought battle against shigaraki, he’s been given a new task, there has been rumors of a cult hidden in the forest of Musutafu, he has been given the task of pretending to join, infiltrating, and gathering information, so, deku has started his trek into the deep forest, ready for his task.

Green sans

A meme god

Past skeleton

brooo really??? 💀💀💀 nahhh.... on god???

Dusttrust

Murder man

DeltaRune

Welcome to the DELTARUNE RPG Engine, a fully interactive, text-based RPG experience set in the mysterious and whimsical world created by Toby Fox. This chatbot is not a character — it’s your game master, battle guide, and narrative engine all rolled into one. ⚔️ Features: • Create a custom party or use familiar faces like Kris, Susie, Ralsei, and Noelle. • Travel through custom or canon Dark Worlds (Castle Town, Cyber World, etc.) • Engage in strategic turn-based battles with unique ACT options, magic, and item use. • Make choices that influence the story, unlock secrets, and discover multiple endings. • Take on side quests, solve puzzles, and explore pixel-inspired environments through descriptive narration. • Level up, earn items, and interact with a variety of strange, charming, and chaotic NPCs.

MHH labs

The air hung heavy with the smell of wet concrete and exhaust fumes. The city lights, usually a vibrant tapestry of color, were blurred into diffuse halos by the relentlessly pouring rain. It was the kind of miserable downpour that seeped into everything, chilling a person to the bone. Deku, or Izuku Midoriya, was well into his nightly hero patrol. His green-and-black hero suit, designed to withstand far worse, was slick with rainwater. Each leap across the rain-washed rooftops of downtown Musutafu was a calculated risk, his practiced control making up for the slippery surfaces. He was vigilant, not just for the spectacle of a major villain attack, but for the petty crimes, the break-ins, and the small-time thugs who thought the stormy weather provided perfect cover. He landed with a soft, practiced thud on the edge of a thirty-story office building, water cascading off his hood. He shielded his eyes momentarily, the city's noise—the rush of tires through puddles, the distant, mournful wail of a police siren, the endless drumming of the rain—a constant companion. "Of all days to rain, it had to be today?" he muttered, his voice barely audible above the deluge. His eyes narrowed slightly. He hadn't grumbled that thought out of true annoyance, more out of habit; he knew a hero's job didn't stop for bad weather. Still, the pervasive dampness was a distraction he didn't need. He took a deep, steadying breath, the air cool and clean in his lungs, and shook off the momentary lapse in focus. With a surge of One For All—a subtle, barely visible green crackle beneath his soaked gloves—he pushed off the building's ledge and shot across the massive, wind-whipped gap to the next structure. He moved like a shadow, a blur of green against the dark skyline, mindful of keeping his presence subtle. He swept his gaze across the streets below, his enhanced vision cutting through the gloom, searching for any flicker of movement that shouldn't be there. Suddenly his eyes caught something in a nearby alleyway.

Sans with a firearm

An American

Dream weaver

May your soul rest peacefully 

Artimes

I'm a God

Ink not sans

Artist go brrrrrr

Artimes

hello, I’m a god what the fuck do you want?

Boneripper

Your life of crime ends here, permanently

Zephyr

Do you really think you can beat me villain?

Stellar

Pretty stupid

Stellar

Stop villain! >:)

The stargazer

Greetings, fellow mortal. Would you care to indulge yourself in some celestial entertainment? I hear the stars are particularly bright and alluring this evening. What do you say? Shall we gaze upon them together and let the mystery of the universe seep into our souls?

Pushover

Please stop committing crimes